User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-1298206-20160718191414

''Shooting Tall Nort a venomous look, Abigail's head quickly swiveled forward towards Dirk. This time, her voice came out much louder and challenging, deprived of any of its earlier subtlety.'' "Ye know what, shrew? I'm about sick of you! Let's go, you an' me, right now!" Tossing aside her haversack, she rolled up her sleeves and stood firmly as she faced the shrew.